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The Thornvault Accord - Part 2
Elira woke to the scent of roses. Not the kind that grew wild near her cabin window, nor the dry, bitter perfume nobles bathed in to hide their greed. These smelled of memory—thick with honey and heartbreak. She opened her eyes to soft golden light spilling through carved windows. A breeze stirred silk curtains. Her bed was vast, draped in crimson sheets stitched with fire-thread. A crown rested beside her pillow, its shape reminiscent of a blooming flame.
By Richard Bailey9 months ago in Chapters
ADVANTAGE . Content Warning.
Lets talk about what kept Elvis from coming to the gym with Pedro that very day,Elvis went to meet this girl they have been chatting online for the first time and the girl turns out to be Pedro little sister , i know what you will be thinking now,Elvis ''E'' for short did not know she was Pedro sister but anyways lets talk about what happened ,when E got there he was everything every girl would ask for in a man , he was every girls spec .Lets call this girl Bella, she then heard her bell 🔔 ring and quickly went to get the door 🚪and hugged him and they headed to the living room ,Bella went to grab some wine and they started drinking and chatting ,this shouldn't be a surprise Elvis had his way through her[sex] and that chapter closed , E left before day break and left a letter on her bed saying ''SORRY I LEFT SO EARLY AND COULD TELL YOU GOOD MORNING BUT I HAVE WORK TO GET TO AND PROMISE TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU, YOURS ELVIS'' , she got out of bed to take a shower and didn't realize anything was gone until her brother came back home from a house party and went straight to his drawer and noticed his money is gone and most of his important stuff too ,he called for his sister in a loud tone and asked what happened to his money in the drawer and all she could say was i was not in your room when you were away until she remembered that ..............................TO BE CONTINUED.
By The Reader's 9 months ago in Chapters
Tattooing Over Scars & Stretch Marks: Can a Tiny Tattoo Course Teach Camouflage
In the evolving world of body art, tattoos have transcended mere aesthetics to become tools of empowerment and healing. For individuals bearing scars or stretch marks, tattoos offer a means to reclaim their bodies and transform perceived imperfections into art. With the rise of specialized training, particularly the tiny tattoo course, artists are now equipped to address these unique canvases with precision and care.
By Certified Tattoo9 months ago in Chapters
Chapter 7: Carriers of the Light — The Guardians of the Quran
Chapter 7: Carriers of the Light — The Guardians of the Quran In the early morning stillness of Medina, a soft breeze rustled the palm trees as golden rays of sun poured gently over the city. The scent of earth and jasmine drifted through the streets, but within the humble home of Zayd ibn Thabit, all was silent but for the scratching of a reed pen on parchment.
By ibrahimkhan9 months ago in Chapters
Brewing Destiny
In the heart of the old quarter of Marrowick stood a tea shop that didn’t appear on any map. Locals called it The Steeping Spell, and though its wooden sign creaked in the wind and ivy curled around its cracked windows, the inside glowed with the warmth of candlelight and herbs hanging from every rafter.
By ibrahimkhan9 months ago in Chapters
The Line and the Cow: A Tale of Boundaries and Belonging
In a valley nestled between two low mountains, there lay two villages—Varan to the east and Mekla to the west. The villagers shared the same river, breathed the same mountain air, and prayed under the same sky. But between them ran a line.
By ibrahimkhan9 months ago in Chapters
Unlocking The Mystical Charm Of Pietersite Jewelry
In case you’ve ever encountered a gemstone that feels irresistible and holds the stormy skies inside it, possibilities are you have been looking at Pietersite Jewelry. There may be something magical about this stone. It’s now not as mainstream as diamonds or sapphires, however that’s precisely what makes it so particular. Pietersite has this swirling, almost hypnotic aggregate of colors—fiery oranges, deep blues, and golden browns—that dance underneath the floor like lightning in a thundercloud. And when it’s set in jewelry? It’s not surely an accessory—it’s an assertion.
By Aria Ariana9 months ago in Chapters
The Crown Within: How a King Trained His Daughter to Rule
In the kingdom of Elowen, where mist curled around ancient towers and oak leaves whispered secrets of old, King Theron ruled with a mind sharpened by war and a heart softened by loss. His beloved queen had died giving birth to their only child, a daughter named Alina. From her earliest breath, Alina was the light in the king’s grief-darkened world.
By ibrahimkhan9 months ago in Chapters
Whiskers and Whisk: A Tale of Chase and Chance
The old farmhouse had long settled into its quiet rhythm. Dust motes drifted lazily through beams of light. Floorboards creaked in memory of footsteps now gone. And in the silence, a soft tapping echoed from the pantry.
By ibrahimkhan9 months ago in Chapters
Journal of Mohandas K. Gandhi
April 20, 1930 – Yerwada Jail, Pune Roots Beneath the Surface The silence before dawn is not emptiness — it is a gathering. In it, I hear the whisper of millions who have not yet spoken aloud, but who are preparing to. Their resolve stirs like sap rising through the roots of a tree, unseen yet alive. Every morning now feels as though the country is stretching before it begins to walk.
By Alain SUPPINI9 months ago in Chapters
The Santa Fe Tape.
Tanner Moss wasn’t just another content creator. At 24, he was already a digital phenomenon—known for his charisma, offbeat humor, and magnetic presence that kept fans refreshing their feeds for his next viral hit. With over five million followers across platforms and brand deals stacked in his inbox, Tanner had mastered the influencer algorithm.
By Travis Johnson9 months ago in Chapters
Calico Jack. Content Warning.
1782, CHARLES TOWN, SOUTH CAROLINA Annabeth stares ahead at nothing, a vacant look in her eyes. Slowly, a small smile appears on her frail, wrinkled face. “Jack…?” she whispers, as if she’s seeing someone who isn’t really there. “Oh, my Jack… My heart has missed you…”
By Luna Jordan9 months ago in Chapters
